Lebanese twat dodgers

"Lebanese twat dodgers". What? "Lebanese twat dodgers." What?

I don't know what that means. It came into my mind, unbidden, as I filled a Keurig coffee thingie with cheap Columbian grind. My first thought was maybe the new meds are doing it. My sleep has been off. I've been feeling a bit off.

My poor wife just shook her head and chuckled. She knows there's something fundamentally wrong with my brain, yet she loves me. Nature is scary.

Tesla thought vice and virtue are both required to create anything.

Why? I mean, why?

"It was a ten lane highway of beans", said Roberto, as he shuffled off his mortal coil. My own feeling? I agree with that chubby white guy, who told Larry Wilmore that it's Americans' love affair with social Darwinism (a special interpretation of Darwin for actual monkeys) that propels us from merely human to exceptional. Yes, each and every one of us is a winner, except for all of those pathetic losers. Let the losers go service themselves in the name of das Kapital, oh yes.

No, that's not why at all

It's Evil, I tell ya. No, not that jerk who cut you off in line through the tunnel. The ineffable Evil that manifests itself in pinpoint, personal attacks on the individual. Careful when you're reading your Bible, because when you read about Satan and evil, Satan notices. And He files you away for future possibilities. Maybe you'll be useful. That'll show Them.

You're dodging the question

Yes, I know, and I apologize. It's been weeks forgotten. Gone the way of all not transcribed, to the processing cellars of the mind, to be picked apart, parts modified, updated, replaced... now it's a fresh look, but it looks flat, lifeless, two dimensional...

Still, it's Fry's headache with pictures, and it nuzzles me, urging compliance with USDA standards, or at least some love. The best I can do is call it a belch from my subconscious, unbidden and unwarranted.

Raffinose is the culprit, as it turns out. Well, perhaps not. Aspergillis Niger would render the whole thing moot.